This week has opened up my eyes alot to how I saw my high school days. I loved it most of the time but like most gorky teenagers I had alot of days where I felt I didn’t fit in as girls are very clicky and bitchy and half the time I was probably a bad offender as well. However my last year of high school in 1989 (oh how time flies!), was my worst as my friends turned 18 and I was still underage, with a tyrannically protective mother, and they were getting their driving licences and going to night clubs and drinking which created a whole new bonding experience for them. This made me feel like an outsider and my best friend became one of those girls and I then was relegated to some black hole that didn’t have a best or close friend. Those awful feelings have stayed with me for the past 20 years and only earlier this year did I get a chance to vent them on the girl who I wholly blamed for them. I got in contact with her when our parents met up and exchanged our details. Karma unfortunately bit her on the arse the year after our final year of high school and funnily enough karmic revenge doesn’t feel that good and her and I are on good terms now and when I talk to her it really is as if we are those teenage kids again-I love it. Best of all our 20 year re-union has just been. I wasn’t able to go as firstly I didn’t know it was happening as the organiser wasn’t able to get hold of me and secondly I now live on the other side of the world.
However I have been in contact with many of them over the internet and seen photos which has funnily enough brought back the good belly aching, laughy moments that I had with these girls and not the ones that have lodged in an ugly part of my mind for the past 2 decades. We have all changed and my black thoughts of my last year probably won’t even register with those girls so my nostalgia has helped them start to fade and this has been a great relief and now I just want to know what everyone has been up to and would love to fly home to meet some again as living in someone elses country is sometimes quite lonely.
